I was back west and I was at a house I had never been to before. I was there and then I was in my parents living room. My cousins were going to a Steelers home game and I shouted out that I would like to go as well. For some reason we were going to go out to the stadium on Friday because we had marine licenses and could drink all weekend on the field at the fifty yard line.
And then that dream sort of ended and I was at a new house and I was outside on a deck. I heard a noise and I knew that I had to get inside as quickly as possible. I opened the sliding door and was able to get inside. I looked to my right and there was a bear coming out of a side room.
< Mostly ME! | Do most people hate their jobs? > |